A little excited

For some time now, I have been itching to do something to highlight some of the talented people I’m surrounded by at work and in my private life. I have tried to determine the best way to do it and finally decided on mini interviews featuring three artists this spring and, hopefully, three more this summer or fall. Starting off the series will be Jack Simonetta of PB&J Gallery in Kirkwood Station, a new artsy development in east Atlanta. Jack is one of the most multitalented artists I have had the pleasure of getting to know over the past four years. Look for his interview and a taste of his work to appear the first week of May.

To give you a sneak peak of Jack’s work, I offer you a detail of one of his pieces, but you have to wait until next week to see the whole thing.

So, what up?

Social networking has become very popular. We have MySpace, Facebook, LinkedIn, Flickr, Twitter and Plurk, among others, I’m sure. I have passed some by, thinking they are not for me, and embraced some. Facebook is easy to use and helps me keep in touch with my computer-challenged mother in Sweden. Flickr is a great place to drop my photos for comments and encouragement, and to keep a few of my favorite shots of the girls within easy reach. Twitter was OK ... until I found Plurk. I am totally hooked, and it seems, so are the other Plurkers. My friends on Plurk seem to be the same group of enthusiastic jewelry designers as on Flickr, but here we can keep a running dialog without having to refresh the screen. It’s all happening right there, with lots of fun emoticons to liven up the comments. It gets hysterical some times.

Why don’t you come check it out here?

First pedicure of the season

They always make them look so good … and I can’t reach them anymore. Sad really. And yes, my toes are very much right next to each other, despite the fact that I wear lots of pointy-toed shoes. And I like ’em that way. So there.

So over it …

Malena has a fever. Again. I stayed home with her for two days, took her to school yesterday, and last night her fever was back again. So we’re home today. Again.

This has been the longest winter in the history of mankind. Well, at least in the history of winter colds and unexplainable viral infections that won’t give up their grip on my daughter.

So very, very over it …